I want to be nakedand begin
(Paul Van Ostaijen, Flemish poet, 1896–1928)
water has understoodfrom the beginning
We are asking children the wrong question.
At birth, you receive a name, given to you by your parents. With a bit of luck it’s one that rings true to you and you like to…
Her yashmak stopped me seeing
her nose, her lips, her cheeks
“I remember one morning getting up at dawn. There was such a sense of possibility. You know, that feeling. And I… I remember…